TGFAO

Instead of TGIF, I have a new acronym for today. TGFAO, THANK GOD FRIDAY is ALMOST OVER.
I've had a pretty horrible day, which started with getting pulled over on my way to work this morning. Telegraph has a ton of construction on it and I decided I wanted to take a detour to get to Redford to drop off Adam. I was going to take Beech Daly, but my lovely husband suggested just taking Outer Drive to Ann Arbor Trail back to Telegraph. So, it sounded like a good idea so I decided to take it.
At the intersection of Ann Arbor Trail and Warren Road the light turned yellow just as I came upon it. It was raining and I was going about 30mph in a 35, stopping hard would've made me slide because of the wet road so I went through the yellow light safely, I never saw it turn red.

That IS NOT what the police officer at the gas station accross the street saw and he immediately pulled over the mom driving a mini-van. The usual, he got my license, registration and proof of insurance (thank GOD all were still good). He said he saw me go through the red light back there and I stated "I'm sorry officer but it was yellow". Before he went back to his cruiser he asked what my driving record was, now come on.... why did he have to ask me that when he's going to find out in 30 seconds!?!?!? Was he testing my honesty?

10 minutes go by and by this time I'm sobbing profusely all the while I hear Adam in the backseat "MAMA.... GO!" (he doesn't like when the car is stopped but I wasn't about to run from the police for my 2 year old) Then Adam starts asking "Mama alright?" to which I respond "No, honey mama's not alright, waaaaaa"

The officer gave me a civil infraction, not a ticket because he said I had a good record and the infraction wouldn't put points on my record or increase my insurance. He could see that I'd been crying (I'm very sensitive to be told I did something wrong when I really didn't) and he told me "It's not the end of the world." What nice man, are you sure that you giving me a $130 ticket for doing nothing wrong isn't the end of the world!?!?!?!? It wasn't the end of the world but it sure did ruin my day, jerk.

Then Adam wouldn't nap, has a cold and I'm exhausted the rest of the day. Plus I need groceries in a bad way but have no money to buy them.

Oh, and on my drive home down Telegraph I saw about 20 people who should've gotten the same $130 ticket I did.

You never know what you'll find on the web..

I was just messing around on Xanga and came across my alter ego's blog:

http://www.xanga.com/Daedra

And I thought Daedra was such a sweet girl, apparently she's a fire breathing knight of some sort. YIKES!

I researched a little more on Wikipedia (because as Michael Scott would say "Wikipedia is the best thing ever. Anyone in the world can find anything they want about any subject. So you know you are get the best possible information.)

Dude, I'm immortal!! Althought it's not pronounced the same way so I guess it's not true.

Daedra (pronounced ['deɪ.drə], more uncommonly ['di.drə]) are fictional divine creatures from The Elder Scrolls universe. They inhabit the plane of Oblivion (a dimension of Nirn), but are also well-known to the inhabitants of Tamriel, where they are feared and hated by some and worshiped as gods by others. Daedra are very physically diverse, ranging in form from humanoid to distinctly beastlike. Although they can be killed, they are considered immortal, as their soul is inevitably resurrected back in Oblivion in the event that their physical body is destroyed.

Where does biking really get you?

I've been biking outdoors a lot lately for exercise, but pre-Adam I used to bike to local stores, the library, and run errands close to home to save on gas.

Listen to this stat:
If 10,000 people bike once a week (to the store, to work, to the bar...one way), in a year we'll save enough gas to drive from Prudhoe Bay, Alaska to Tierra del Fuego, Argentina 92 times roundtrip.

Just try not to get a BUI (Biking Under the Influence):
In February, a TN woman was arrested for biking under the influence - on a stationary bike at her gym.

Happy Spring (aka, the season of a million flyers)

I love Spring, the sun comes out and we all come out to play.

One thing I CAN NOT stand, and if you're a homeowner you know what I'm talking about, the flyers on my front door. Seriously, how many people actually get their lawn service from a flyer that was on their front door? Or decide to hire a handyman because he walked door to door and asked for work.

I am one of those people who ask weird questions and never get the answer. Here is one of my recent favs, if you know the answer please tell me! And if you've ever used a service based on a flyer you got on your door please tell me, I'm very interested!

Do Amish people go grocery shopping? If so are they allowed to use the automatic doors?

Does this remind you of someone?

My dear husband sends me this photo and tells me I look like Angelina Jolie. I don't know, I guess I can WISH that I look like her....

A funny thing happened Saturday night. You know you've been doing something too much if you do it in the middle of a deep sleep. I did all of the following while asleep:

I woke Brian up in the middle of the night and told him it was time to go to the potty. He said the only reason he followed me was because he actually had to go. When we got to the bathroom I put Adam's little potty seat on the toilet and told him to sit down and go. Then I looked at him and said "Wait, you're way too big for this seat" I then took the potty seat off and told him to go pee. So he did and while he took FOREVER to pee I stood there doing the pee-pee dance telling him I had to go really bad.

When I awoke on Sunday morning I had a faint sense of walking in my sleep. I asked Brian "Did I potty train you last night?" And he replied with a chuckle and a "Yes you did"

This is not quite as bad as the last time I did something REALLY odd while asleep. I don't want to publish this but it's really funny, so if you think of it ask me sometime! Let's just say it also involved peeing but I was alone and I was looking for the cat's litter box.....

Sorry for all the potty talk

Today we ventured to 12 Oaks Mall for a playdate and some lunch.
I had lots of anxiety about this trip. I planned to take Adam for the car ride (30 minutes one way) and spend the whole time at the mall with no diapers or pull-ups, only underpants (and regular pants of course!)
He did wonderful! Not one accident, not even close!

I've learned that if it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck then your 2 year old knows it's a duck. So, if a pull-up looks like a diaper, feels like a diaper, gets thrown away like a diaper than your 2 year old will pee in it like it's a diaper! They're not stupid.
When Adam is in his big boy underpants he understand (because of me repeating it over and over) that he is not supposed to pee in them. I still have to remind him to use the potty every 20-30 minutes but after a while I know that he will figure it out himself. It just takes persistence. I love it when a puzzle comes together and makes sense!

Goodbye diapers

Adam went all day today without peeing in his underpants! And he woke up from his nap dry!!
I don't know how this happened, but I'm glad that my perisistence is paying off. Now to figure out how to stop nightime peeing.

Goodbye diapers GOODBYE!